originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
[i]The man turned to face you, an imposing figure in armor, standing just over seven feet tall. His expression was unreadable through his helmet, but his sarcastic tone was fairly obvious,[/i]
Since I have no -blam!-in' clue who you are, I'm gonna go out on a limb and guess that you're probably a newbie 'round here. I'm also puttin' money on you being a magical mother-blam!-er too, because apparently that's a thing now.
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Not too much of this "magic" but I can do some things that look magical *without any intimidation, I dissolve into the ground and reform behind you* I'd say that's magic, but science has a role in it...
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I wouldn't get behind me with that shit.... I don't give a -blam!- who you are, I don't trust people on my flank. [i]He turned around to face you, looking down at you.[/i]
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Okay, fine *dissolves into the ground. You look up, and see me sitting on a beam* Soo... What kind of stuff do you do?
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Take a guess.
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*facepalm* Wrong question I meant, where have you been, what have you done their [spoiler]description may be a bit brief[/spoiler]
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I've been all across the Wasteland and about four different dimensions I didn't even know -blam!-ing existed. Killed a lot of shit, nuked a bunch of shit, been doin' a bunch of merc work, and I decided I'd stop by to say hello to the place where I first showed up.
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Sounds good. Since I've been here, I haven't been out much, but before that, I was a god, living in the underworld, being able to travel to any place and time, etc. *smirks*
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Eh. I'm not a fan of gods.... I'm a fan of bringing them to their knees, though....
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*chuckles* Makes sense. But I only destroyed people AFTER they died, and that was for my boss... *shudders*
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No gods, no masters. No bosses, no leaders. Only me. Only you. Only our decisions.
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don't worry, I'm no longer a god, so I screwed them.